she was born out of the man’s rib
her bones fragile
her muscles holding not much power
her body slender, soft not masculine
she was considered not strong but weak
she was forbidden the things men would do
often she was told to resist her desires
was laughed at for shedding tears
she was asked to stay behind the doors
was used as a piece just to provide pleasure
she was called a machine that produces children
she was being hurt, raped, got killed every moment
fools were they, for not realizing her worth
fools were they not to praise her courage
fools were they not to respect a woman
fools were they not to know of her power….
….the power to gulp the pain in silence
the power to remain calm and not get violent
the power to cross a path full of thorns
the power of love she held in her heart….
she was selfless when she loved her man
she was affectionate when she loved her children
she stood by her family each moment
how could someone ever call her weak
SHE seems to me the STRONGEST
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